Several thousand miles outside the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom Imperial City, there is a city.
The city has been occupied by the allied forces of the Three Ancient Countries.
At this moment, in the center of the city, within a lavish sleeping palace.
On the floor, lay the bodies of several dancing girls scattered in disorder.
The Sovereigns of the Cyan Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise stood with their hands hanging down.
Above, within the bed's gauze canopy, a voice spoke with cold fury.
"Failed, you say? Your million-strong allied forces couldn't even conquer a mere Vermilion Bird Ancient Country!"
"You didn't bring the compass components to me, nor did you bring Bai Yu'Er. Are you all worthless idiots?"
The voice was exceedingly furious, carrying a chilling intent.
The Cyan Dragon Monarch and the others slightly bowed their heads, saying nothing.
They were long accustomed to that young lord's mercurial temperament and violent outbursts.
